(BL)(MTL)The villain is coming back strong [Quick wear]

Chapter 54

Chapter 54

    Everyone looked back and saw that in the corner of the restaurant lobby, seven or eight women in purple clothes surrounded a woman with a purple veil.

    The woman was dressed in light clothes, fluttering under the light breeze, she sat dignifiedly, a white and slender finger exposed from under the hood, gently resting on a bamboo teacup .

    The emerald green bamboo cup was printed against her already white fingers, even more white as jade, like flawless porcelain.

    The thick long hair was tied in a bun at the back of the head, and the rest of the black hair fell down like a waterfall and hung down behind him.

    Even though he was wearing a hood, he couldn't see the geometry of his face clearly, and the hazy silhouette that was naked outside could already make people imagine infinite reverie, as if the scorching sun outside the restaurant had lost a bit of color at this moment.

    For a while, most of the people in the entire restaurant were about to become crazy. Many cultivators looked at the woman and forgot what they were doing. What's more, a cultivator raised his hand with a bamboo cup. In front of him, let the spirit wine in the cup spilled all over his body, without even noticing it.

    The cold voice has a hint of disdain, which is not the same as any woman Yanyang usually sees. Such a cold person, to Yanyang once, is the cloud in the sky, the moon between the clouds, Can only look up, but never touched.

    Suddenly, Yan Yang felt that his heart that had already started to be cold resumed beating at this moment.

    Subconsciously, Yan Yang brushed away the fingers of Yue Xue, who was holding his arm, and the condescending expression on his face also subsided.

    Yan Yang calmly walked out of the group of Cang Qiong Sect disciples, straightened his back subconsciously, and walked slowly to the woman.

    "Isn't it inappropriate for the fairy to describe me with such unbearable words as "dirty"?"

    The woman raised her neck slightly, and through the thin veil, her eyes seemed to be looking at Yan Yang.

    Yanyang felt the vague sight, and the fingers hanging by his side tightened a little, and the heart in his chest was beating more quickly.

    In a matter of seconds, the cold voice that was like melting snow in a mountain reached Yanyang's ears again, "Why, am I right?"

    The woman tilted her head slightly, although she was still wearing her hat, But Yanyang had an inexplicable feeling that the person the woman was looking at was Yuexue.

    Sure enough, in the next moment, the woman sneered slightly, "I carry a beautiful maid with me, so she is shameless in such a large audience, what is it that is not lewd? She needs so many servants to protect her, and she even delusionally wants to collect all eighteen relics. It's not wishful thinking, but what is it?"

    "Who do you think is the maid?" Yuexue rushed up to the woman and said unceremoniously, "I am the daughter of the Sect Master of the Xuanming Sect, and my name is Yuexue."

    When the woman heard Yuexue's words, she didn't have the slightest reaction, she just replied lightly, "Oh."

    Yuexue was so angry that the rest of the people looked down on her now that she was a waste. I don't know what's going on, but I dare to look down on myself.

    Yue Xue raised her eyes to look at Yan Yang, trying to get him to vent for herself.

    However, what she saw was the astonishment in Yanyang's unreserved look at the woman in the hat, and a touch of madness that he wanted to possess.